As the mando flew off cara watched the jet pack growing further in distance.

"Well after today's ordeal up for a drink." Greg's asked as he noticed the sun starting to decent. "Yeah after today I need it." Cara said remembering the days as a drop trooper in the rebellion.
Flashback
"Thanks to General syndulla's crew we got the schematics for the AT-AT factory!" Her commanding officer in the stolen imperial shuttle yelled. "Sir have you encountered the ghost crew personally." Another trooper asked as they were nearing the planet. "Personally no, but their actions keep the seventh fleet busy." The officer replied as he handed them bacta pills. "That's Grand Admiral Thrawns fleet!" The other trooper on the chair yelled as he primed explosives.  "Correct hell ive heard they faced Death Vader even before the alliance." The officer commented shaking his head in disbelief about it. 'Lothal really has made things harder but nothing like a challenge right.' Cara thought as she charged up the heavy E-11 (death trooper model I forgot been stressing out at work lately)
"By how that Jedi Ezra loth rat and wren the artist act I'm surprised they're not a couple yet haha." Her close friend in the alliance joked. "Those two are trouble together I'll admit that much." The officer said priming his two clone wars era DC17 blaster pistols.

"5mins till leaving hyperspace!" One of the pilots yelled

End of flashback

Eventually the two returned to the bar. "Just a beer." Cara requested while Griggs grabbed a small bottle of corllian ale. "So this whole ordeal was exciting even though it cost burning the main saloon across up." Greg's joked but something was bothering her as she looked at her hands. Din's blood on her hands he was a selfless warrior who almost died protect them... even her and ordered her to go against her protest. "Yeah..." Cara says drinking half the beer. "Something is bothering ya cara?" Greg's asked, "I'm fine." She replied coldly. "Bullshit... don't tell me you started developing feelings for  Din." Greg's smirked.

"Wouldn't be the first time someone's said that." A female voice said catching both off guard. As through the light of the moon a multi painted mando figure approached them. "Who are you mando?" Cara asked curiously. With that the mando removes her helmet setting it on the island. "Sabine Wren, clan Wren house Vizla." Sabine said calmly taking a seat. "What you mean earlier about feelings?" Cara asked ignoring Greg's. "My close friend... Ezra, you probably heard of him kinda crushed on me when it was just us five on the ghost then he came along... the six of us." Sabine said as she grabbed a bottle of Naboo wine. "What happened?" Greg's Interested In the story. "Who knew that Loth cat Ezra would save my life from Mauls night sisters... he even was willing to sacrifice himself twice to save me." Sabine said chugging the cup worth down. "Did he try advances on you?" Cara asked curiously. "Oh yes to many times to count but he matured less flirty till we returned to lothal." Sabine said thinking about how focused Ezra became after atollon. "He scarified himself by using dam purgils to take out the seventh fleet... that idiot told me nothing!" Sabine said in now frustration tossing the cup at the dart board. "I'm guessing you developed feelings for him now." Greg's said somewhat saddened by here was a rebel war hero, one of the liberators of Lothal but her heart be ruined. "I never had the chance to tell him I developed feelings for him now here I am looking for him five years later god knows where... don't hesitate on telling someone how you feel you'll live with the pain of never knowing what could've been." Sabine said with venom and sadness.

Cara taking everything in it hurt. Din and her worked well together a team, just like Ezra and Sabine... now one is missing the other heart broken because they never got the chance never got to see if they could of started something more.